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Chapter 7: You're Not Sorry

"I...hate...her," Quinn managed to choke out in between sobs as Puck held her. She kind of felt bad, she was probably ruining his shirt.

"C'mon Quinn, you know that isn't fair." Quinn's head shot up, her eyes filled with fury.

"What do you mean it isn't fair? She's living out my happy ending!"

"No, she's living out her happy ending. You cheated on Finn, and you paid the price. And don't even try to turn it around and blame me, because like you said earlier, it takes two," Puck said, looking her dead in the eyes. He was right, she couldn't hate Rachel, it's not like she had stolen Finn away from her. Finn and Rachel had both been single when they got together.

"It doesn't mean it doesn't hurt," she finally said, resting her head back on his shoulder.

"I know it does, but you have a guy that loves you. Maybe you should be a little more grateful."

"Hah, like you care. So what was that little moment you and Rachel had a few minutes ago huh?"

"What moment?" Puck asked. Shit, he thought, she saw me freak out and leave Rachel standing there. She knows.

"When you hugged her then backed away from her really quickly. Then you came and pushed me up against a wall," she replied dryly, giving him a sideways glance.

"That wasn't a moment."

"You like her, don't you?" Quinn asked, the curiosity taking over her voice.

"No," Puck answered, rather quickly too.

"Don't lie to me. Hey, if you want Rachel, and I want Finn..."

"Are you kidding me? They just got engaged. My best friend is the happiest he's been in a LONG time. You're such a bitch Quinn."

Before she could answer, Sam crashed through the door, almost stepping on them as he made his way down the steps.

"Sam?"

He whipped around, his fists clenched and his stare piercing.

"Oh, now you want to talk to me? Fuck off. You're not worth my time." He turned around and kept walking, but he could hear her footsteps behind him.

"Wait! Where are you going?" she cried out to him, finally reaching his side. "Why are you leaving?"

"You're in no position to be asking me questions, I should be the one asking YOU questions, like why you told me you wanted to be left alone but not even a minute later you were all cozy in Puck's arms while he comforted you. Try and explain that one to me Quinn." His eyes were cold and lifeless, and she felt a shiver run through her body.

"I...I don't..." she started to say, but she realized anything she said would just be wrong. Hey babe, I let Puck comfort me because I think I might have feelings for him, or you know what Sam I had sex with him earlier and it felt good to feel his touch again.

"You don't have an explanation, do you." He didn't say it as question, he said it as a statement. He knew she didn't have an answer, and he didn't feel like standing there, waiting for her to come up with one.

He turned away from her, about to walk away and never speak to her again, but he had just one more question.

"Did you cheat on me?"

Quinn froze. Her eyes widened and her palms became clammy. By this time, everyone who was inside had come outside, curious as to how this altercation was going to end.

"W-what?"

"Answer the question. Did you cheat on me, with him?" he asked, pointing to Puck. Puck stared right at him, because he knew if he stared at the floor that would give it away. If Quinn wanted to lie to him and say she didn't, he wouldn't try and say she did, and he wasn't going to do anything that would make Sam believe otherwise.

"Seriously Puck, again?" Finn whispered to him.

"Shut it, Hudson," he whispered back, giving him a death stare.

"So are you gonna answer me? Or should I just assume the worst."

Everyone waited for Quinn to say it never happened, even if it had, because Quinn always lied. Hell, she had Finn believing that he got her pregnant in a hot tub, without them even having had sex. She was good at this, and they all knew it, even Sam.

"Sam," she started to say, tears forming in her eyes, "it was a mistake, I didn't mean-"

"Shut...the...fuck...up. You stupid, lying, cheating, unfaithful BITCH!" Sam screamed at her. Rachel, Kurt, and Mercedes gasped, Santana laughed, Brittany looked confused, and Finn and Blaine's eyes got wide, turning to Puck to see his reaction. He just stood there, still as stone, no reaction on his face.

"Sam, please, I didn't mean to hurt you," Quinn cried, tears streaming down her face. She tried to reach out to him, but he jerked his body away from her, and instead headed straight for the group, straight for Puck.

"Shit," Finn said, and he tried to block Puck, but Puck pushed Finn back and lunged towards Sam. He punched him in the mouth, but Sam got him in the stomach. They fell to the ground, punching and kicking each other.

"Stop!" Quinn yelled, running towards them.

"Guys, please!" Rachel begged, trying to pull Puck away. She looked to Finn, Blaine, and Santana for help, and they quickly grabbed Puck as Mercedes, Kurt, and Brittany helped Quinn pull Sam back. The two groups were successful, as Sam and Puck were finally detached.

"You're a fucking dick you know that?" Sam said, wiping blood from his mouth. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Me? Put some blame on that girl right there! It takes two, remember Quinn? Remember?" he screamed at her, and she trembled in fear at the tone of his voice.

"Alright that's enough!" Finn yelled, placing himself in between Sam and Puck. "Seriously guys? Seriously? This is not the time and place for it."

"Oh yeah? I remember hearing that you went into choir rehearsal and starting fighting Puck after you found out he fucked Quinn and got her pregnant. Or am I wrong?"

"Excuse me?" Finn said, his hands clenching into fists. Rachel noticed he was getting really fired up, and decided it was time for her to intervene.

"Okay, stop it. Finn is only trying to help, so you really shouldn't be attacking him. Quite frankly, you're ruining my day. All three of you," she said, looking at Sam, Puck, and Quinn.

"Oh you're too nice Berry, let me handle this." Santana rolled her eyes and stepped forward.

"I think Santana's gonna make a speech. She's like, the ultimate unicorn right now," Brittany whispered to Kurt, to which he just smiled in reply.

"Look, here's the deal: Puck and Quinn got in on behind your back, Sam. She rode him like a horse, and she liked it, and she didn't regret it. Maybe now she does, but she didn't when she was doing it. And Puck doesn't give a shit, so you can call him every name in the book, but the bottom line is he got with her, haha, he got INSIDE her, and you can't change that." Everyone just stared in disbelief at the fact that Santana was saying all of this. The blood had drained out of Quinn's face, Sam looked like he was about to go on a killing spree, and Puck stood there smirking. Finn tightened his hold on Rachel, so thankful he wasn't the one going through this.

"Santana, don't you think you're being a little harsh?" Mercedes questioned, but Santana waved her off.

"I am not being harsh, I'm telling the truth, and the truth hurts. Want some more nuggets of wisdom, children? Quinn is straight up jealous of Rachel. Yeah, that's right, gasp all you want but it's true. She wants to be Mrs. Hudson, but she was naughty with Puckerman and that dream got flushed down the toilet forever. Funny how it all leads back to you, Noah." She saw him stiffen up at the sound of his first name being used.

"Oh, does that make you uncomfortable? Because I noticed how when Rachel used it earlier, you got a little weird, but a good weird. Huh, isn't that something. So you see boys and girls, Sam wants Quinn, but Quinn wants Finn, but she likes having crazy wild sex with Puck, and Puck likes the idea of being with Rachel because she's sweet, innocent, and doesn't treat him like a whore. Is everyone up to speed now?" The smile that followed that speech was devilish, and Santana took a bow before taking her place next to Brittany, leaving Sam and Puck way too close to each other.

"At least someone is telling the truth," Sam mumbled, fixing his shirt.

"You seriously have a thing for Rachel? AND Quinn?" Finn asked, though Puck didn't turn around to acknowledge him.

"Okay I think everyone just needs to calm down..." Kurt said, stepping into the center of the circle.

"You go Kurt, unleash your inner unicorn," Brittany called out, giving him a thumbs up.

"Today was supposed to be about Finn and Rachel, and this is just putting a damper on their day, and everyone else's too. I think everyone should just head home and just get some sleep." Everyone nodded in agreement, glancing around the circle.

"Now uh...Sam and Quinn, you came with Rachel and Finn, right?" Sam nodded, looking over at Quinn who nodded also. "Okay, well, obviously you're not going to ride in the same car...so Sam, you can come with Blaine and I, and Quinn..."

"I'll walk, I doubt anyone wants to drive me home."

"No, I'll take you home," Puck said. Sam snorted, and Puck shot him a look.

"I'm not letting her walk home alone. Something could happen to her."

"Hey man, I don't care anymore. She's no longer my girl to worry about."

"W-what?" Quinn started to tear, looking at how serious Sam's face was.

"I can't be with you. You're unfaithful...and you're a liar. You said you loved me today...but I realize that was a lie. Can we leave now Kurt? I'm done here. I can't stand to look at her, or him, anymore." Kurt nodded slowly, motioning for Blaine to follow him.

"Oh," Sam started, turning back to Finn and Rachel. "I'm sorry, about all of this. You guys deserve all the happiness in the world. It's good to know true love does still exist." With that, Sam headed in the direction of Blaine's car, brushing past Quinn, who was now crumpled on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Kurt placed a hand on her shoulder, then grabbed Blaine's hand and walked towards the car.

Finn wrapped his arm around Rachel's waist and walked her to the car, not even acknowledging Quinn's presence.

"I'm so sorry this happened," he whispered in Rachel's ear.

"It isn't your fault, and what do I care? I'm going to be Mrs. Hudson." She smiled up at him and he kissed her nose.

"Hmm, I like the sound of that."

Following behind them were Santana, Brittany, and Mercedes, heading for Santana's car.

"Sorry Q," Santana said as she passed her, "well actually, I'm not sorry, it had to be said. You'll thank me one day." Quinn didn't even have the energy to fight back, she just laid there, distraught and broken.

Puck was the last one left, standing there, watching everyone break off and go their separate ways.

"Come on Quinn, get up." Puck walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She slapped it away without looking up.

"Get off of me."

"I think you should be a little nicer to the person taking you home."

"You just ruined my LIFE," she said, raising her head up to look at him.

"Actually, you're the one who admitted to cheating." She looked away, more tears streaming down her face. He knelt down so he was eye level with her.

"I wasn't going to say anything. I may want you...but, I would've respected your decision to pretend what happened between us...never happened," he said softly, stroking her cheek lightly. She looked at him, the saddest look in her eyes, and for the first time in his life...Puck could feel his heart breaking.

"Let's go Fabray, I'm taking you home." He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his car, not a word said between them. What was there to say? The night had ended in disaster, and there was no relief in sight.